The Great Hall of Blackwood Keep blazed with warm, dancing light from four massive hearths fed with dry ironwood logs, filling the cavernous expanse with the rich, comforting fragrance of cedar and roasted pine-nuts. Tonight was the Festival of the Frost Blossoms—an ancient northern holiday that had not been celebrated in Blackwood for eighty years. According to mountain legend, on the fifth night after the winter solstice, the rare white…
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